You will die

Sam's smile twisted into something dark and menacing as he flicked the cigarette to the ground and snuffed it out with the toe of his shoe. He moved closer to Alexander, his footsteps echoing ominously in the dimly lit room. Without warning, Sam's fist drove into Alexander's stomach with a brutal force that knocked the breath out of him.

Alexander's body jerked against the chains, his vision swimming as a violent surge of pain shot through him. Blood and saliva spewed from his mouth, splattering onto the floor. He gasped, struggling to catch his breath, every muscle in his body screaming in agony. But he refused to let Sam see the extent of his suffering.

Alexander coughed, spitting out the blood that filled his mouth, and with a defiant glare, he rasped, "No matter what you do, I will not allow you to have her!"